You said you would practice martial arts. Have you mastered the Tiangang Dharma?

Chapter 112: Jiang Qiu, the first in total score
South of Kunlun City, in the temporary college entrance examination base jointly built by Sanliang City and Gaoyuan City, warriors and non-commissioned officers with broken arms were bandaging and healing their wounds.

Wu Shan, the examiner, stood alone on the rooftop, his body covered in blood but uninjured, his strong upper body muscles exposed to the strong wind.

The black hole in his left eye was wide open, lines on the seams were flying, and black aura was dissipating. His right eye was half-closed and half-open, staring at the north, and his fists were creaking.

When the college entrance examination was forced to end, Jiang Qiu did not come back.

Among the more than 50,000 examinees, 10,000 were drawn into the so-called Twelve Great Halls. Most of them became the nourishment for the birth of the new Demon King. Hundreds of years of accumulated natural treasures were used to build the foundation for the Demon King. Even the mother of all demons who appeared for the first time was sacrificed.

The so-called new demon king [Chen] escaped under the protection of [Cang Yuan] after fighting with many powerful men for several hours.

"In this battle, the twelve halls hidden in the secret realm of the demon race were exposed, the Scarlet Flame Spider Mother offered sacrifice to the heavens, the overall combat power of the demon race was frustrated, and the crisis in Tianshan City was also alleviated." Wu Shan closed his eyes and swallowed a mouthful of sweet saliva: "But most of the peerless geniuses of this class were killed or injured, none of the students in No. 8 Middle School came back, and Jiang Qiu is gone."

Once drawn into the secret realm, even the secret realm experts cannot open it back one way in a short period of time. There are countless transformed monsters in the twelve halls, the weakest of which are top-level monsters, and the strongest even have monster commanders guarding the gate.

Except for the students rescued by General Luo in Tianjia Hall and other nearby halls, the hot springs in other halls were empty. Jiang Qiu and Liu Zili were probably completely consumed.
Wu Shan paused at this point, his cheeks twitched, and he opened his eyes angrily: "Jiang Qiu was swept away and died in the examination room I was in charge of, but I couldn't do anything.

The game between the upper class and the demon clan is still so cruel.

I want to leave Xia Country and go to the Northern Wilderness. When my injuries are healed, I will return to the northwest to kill monsters!"

As soon as the voice fell, several noisy shouts and footsteps sounded in the open space below: "Someone, someone is back, it's the examinee, the warriors in charge of medical treatment, go and rescue them!"

Candidates? General Luo came back to save people?

Wu Shan frowned and looked in the direction of the figures running. His right pupil widened and his heart skipped a beat: "Alive?!"

Deep in the dark streets of Kunlun City, Jiang Qiu, with blood on his face, was walking in the middle of the road, holding an unconscious short-haired girl in his arms. Hundreds of boys and girls followed behind him, panting heavily, limping, with the light of dawn in their eyes.

At a glance, Wang Guanjia, Xie Kuang, Zhang Shan, Li Si, and several others from site number eight were still alive!

"How did you do that?"

Wu Shan spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and his left eyelid drooped, as if the night had drawn down a curtain, while his right eye was dotted with stars.

With a bang, he jumped off the rooftop more than ten stories high with his pounding heart in his hand, and took a few gulps of cold air: "Haha, hahahaha - the peerless genius I taught is still alive!"

On the third day after the college entrance examination, the college entrance examination committee announced the mandatory end of the college entrance examination. Tens of thousands of candidates were sent back to various cities, and most high schools had students bringing back information about the college entrance examination.

However, no one returned from the Eighth Middle School in Outer City of Gaoyuan City.

Zhao Gongzheng walked quickly on the corridor leading to the principal's office. The gray lenses highlighted the redness of his eye sockets. His cloudy eyes were half crushed by his eyelids. He murmured, "In order to deal with the first appearance of the demon king, the highest level of combat power in the northwest went there, but in the end, a secret realm reversal occurred. Why did so many things happen in this college entrance examination?"

I thought that this class with Jiang Qiu's appearance would be the most glorious one among the Eighth Middle School, and it would have a good chance of winning the title of an excellent source of students, and all students in District 8 would benefit from it in the future.

Moreover, Jiang Qiu has great hope of becoming the first of the top ten geniuses in Gaoyuan City. If he returns with this title, the students of No. 8 Middle School, District 8, and even the entire outer city will see hope for advancement!
But now, the most talented genius from the outer city since the battle to break the city is gone.

Arriving at the door of the principal's office, Director Zhao took a deep breath, his trembling fists finally relaxed, and he tapped his fingers lightly.

dong dong.

A dull sound followed by a "come in" sounded, and he just stepped in with his right foot: "Principal Sun, are we going to prepare for the students' funeral immediately?"

"coming?"

With a click, the old principal Sun De pushed back his chair, picked up the teapot with his right hand and poured it out. With a few sizzling sounds, the boiling hot green tea poured into the cup: "Don't look so sad, come and have some tea." He waved his hand, and a hearty smile broke out on his serious and wrinkled old face.

Facing his bright eyes, Zhao Gongzheng was startled: "Principal Sun, what are you doing..."

When he held the "Student Funeral Preparation Meeting" a few days ago, he was furious, like an old general who was determined to kill all the monsters on Dongqi Mountain. But why is he so happy today?

Zhao Gong had just straightened his back and sat down when he suddenly heard: "Just now, a faculty advisor from Northwest Wuhan University called me and hoped that Teacher Jiang Qiu would introduce himself to us. Their apprentice will come to see us soon."

"Instructor of the department of Northwestern Martial Arts University?"

Zhao Gongzheng's pupils widened: "Could it be that Jiang Qiu..."

"Yes, several faculty and department instructors at Northwest Wuda University have received the news that Jiang Qiu is not dead and his academic performance is amazing. They all hope that Jiang Qiu will become their student after he enters Northwest Wuda University."

The small teacup fell from the grip of a rough big bracelet and was held steadily in front of him. Sun De raised his eyebrows and smiled: "With your keen eye for talent and a peerless genius like Jiang Qiu, the Eighth Middle School will prosper from this class onwards.

You will be the deputy principal in the future and be more responsible for admissions and selection, as well as allocation of teacher resources. If there are talents you like, No. 8 Middle School will make an exception to admit them and focus on training them.

With Jiang Qiu's example, the Martial Arts Department will not reject your application for the Tianjiao Program in the future."

Buzz.
Zhao Gongzheng's right hand, which was holding the teacup, trembled slightly, his pupils slowly gathered, heat filled his chest, and his sallow cheeks turned rosy.

Good, good, it’s good to be alive.

Judging from Principal Sun's tone, Jiang Qiu might have won more than just the honor of being the top ten geniuses in Gaoyuan City.

To be able to survive in such a harsh environment this year and to achieve this, Jiang Qiu is truly a giant dragon lurking in the abyss.

I was lucky enough to have this opportunity.

呲——

Drink it all in one gulp, the hot tea warms your heart and lungs.

After the great change in Kunlun City, General Luo Beixing led a group of martial arts masters to defeat the demons of the Twelve Great Halls and were teleported back. The Demon King [Chen] led the [Cangyuan] army that came to support them and retreated in panic.

The generals and warriors returned to the temporary base. Major General Gao Yang was dumbfounded when he heard that hundreds of candidates had returned from the base. "General Luo said that the Tianxin Palace and Tiangeng Palace leading to the secret realm in the south were not rescued in time, but there are still people who can come back?!"

He saw a tall and majestic figure of a young man in the eyes of hundreds of survivors in the temporary hospital: "General Gao, we were all rescued by Jiang Qiu from Gaoyuan City Outer City No. 8 Middle School!"

Following the direction of everyone's gaze, I saw a young man with blood on his cheek sitting on a bench at the end of the corridor. He was wearing a black shirt and his eyes were like a dragon in the water, with a rich charm.

Gao Yang's pupils trembled: "It's actually the guy who took the college entrance examination without armor?!"

Jingle Bell--

Suddenly the ringing of a phone interrupted his thoughts. He took out his communication device and left the temporary hospital.

After the call was connected for a moment, his face instantly turned red, lightning flashed on his white hair, and he shouted in shock: "What did you say? The first place in the total individual score and the first place in the total team score in the college entrance examination both came from the base I am responsible for?
One of this year's top ten leading talents is from our place? !
Who?
That Jiang Qiu without armor? ! "

(End of this chapter)